reya - i know! the leaves are so stunning, especially down by the river where they get the morning mists and i think this helps make their colours even richer. i'm glad you liked the little story. it's part of a much bigger one of course but putting it into words - well this was what i could manage!!!steven

Wonderful story/poem, Steven. It invoked a kind of anticipation in me, as I will be visiting the unoccupied house on my grandparents' farm in a couple of weeks: What "soft silences of my remembering" will stir my mind and heart??

rene the leaves do look like fish! ha!!! i love the autumn and writing this memory - which came from an autumn long ago - is a piece of the remembering that the arrival of autumn does for me each year. lovely to meet you. steven

I don't know which is more alive, the immediacy of the environment,with its crunching ice droplet ponds, the carefully built backstory of the house, or the delicate, condensed beauty of the memory, light as a feather falling to end a perfect sequence. Best thing I've read in awhile. Very glad I made it by.